“Then give it to me, baby. Let me see you come so I can fuck you into another climax,” I order her.
Mona pushes her breasts towards me, offering herself, while pressing her anus into Mason’s mouth desperately. She’s so shameless when it comes to climaxing, and I know now that I want to give her multiple orgasms today.
“Mason! Gray! I’m coming!” comes that tortured whimper, her body twitches and jerking as I pull Mason’s face into her jiggling ass, forcing him to take more until I finally release him.
Panting, he leans back onto his knees, running his fingers through his hair as he catches his breath. His face is smeared with Mona’s juices, and I want to lick him clean.
“Let’s all get down,” Mason says. He smirks, puffing out his chest. Mona is still reeling from her orgasm, but her head pops up at his suggestion.
“How?”
Her innocence never ceases to amaze me. She has no idea how any of this works, but she’s willing to try and learn without judgement.
“For starters, Gray can dig into this tight pussy like he wants to, and I can push into him,” Mason explains. He winks at me.
“You… What?” Mona flushes scarlet. “You mean…?”
Oh yeah, sweetheart. The two of us have been doing the nasty. In fact, my asshole is still sore from Mason’s deep ram last night.
So I go with it.
“Just follow my lead,” comes my voice. Scooping Mona in my arms, I carry her from the loveseat to the bedroom. She’s shaking and sweaty and the scent of her cunt hangs in the air. By now, I’m dying for release.
Mason pulls his shirt over his head before following us into the bedroom. His eyes are hooded with lust, Mona’s arousal still glistening on his mouth.
“I want to see you kiss him,” Mona says, stopping me in my tracks.
“What?”
“If it’s really the three of us, I want to see the two of you. Just the two of you,” Mona says shyly.
Mason, always quick on his feet, grabs the nape of my neck and shoves his tongue past my lips, fucking my mouth with his tongue as he dominates me, preparing to drill my asshole until I’m gasping with pleasure.
“Ohh,” Mona moans, aroused from the sight of two men kissing. She falls back to the bed with her legs spread wide as I break free from the lip lock.
“Look at this pretty pussy,” I remark to myself, opening her pussy lips with my fingers as I eye her pink cunt hungrily.
“Taste it,” she whispers, biting her bottom lip to entice me further.
“Whatever you want, baby,” I say before leaning down and running the flat of my tongue across her opening. She arches her back, pushing her sex towards me, and I grip her thigh for leverage before diving into her twat head first.
Lapping and licking, I tease her clit while also pleasuring her pussy. Once her moans become cries, I slide two fingers deep inside that wet cavern, moving them around to stretch her tight cunt in preparation for my giant cock.
She’s so tiny and resistant. I want to plunge in, but it’s too soon. She needs to be warmed up, stretching those muscles to prevent bruising. It’s painful having to delay myself but just when I feel her pussy clamp down like she’s ready to come, Mason yanks at my belt roughly.
“I want you,” he growls, pulling my pants down my legs.
Following his movements and instruction, I kneel on all fours while eating Mona’s pussy like the most delicious meal ever. Behind me, Mason copies my stance, running his tongue around my asshole.
The sensation is indescribable. In all my years of fucking, I’ve never had anyone tickle or play with my ass in any way. It doesn’t feel like getting my cock sucked, but I’m loving it. Soon, I’m shoving my ass against Mason’s face, grinding against his nose and mouth as his tongue flickers in and out of my ass.
“Fuck!” I groan loudly, unable to stop myself.
“Take it, Daddy!” Mona moans and I growl with her sex in my mouth, the vibrations pushing her to climax and I taste her juices as they flow over my tongue.
“I want this pussy,” I grunt, yanking her hips toward me before sinking into her warmth. She should’ve have warmed up more, because I feel her tissue stretching to accommodate my thickness, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I love the idea of stretching her, of taking her and making her mine.
“You’re mine,” I growl like an animal as my cock plunges into Mona’s waiting body. I’ve been waiting to feel her for so long, and she’s even better than the last time. Wetter, slicker, hungrier.
“You belong to me, baby. This is mine. You know that, right?” I ask, pumping my hips in and out of her tight body.
“I’m yours,” she cries.
“And mine,” Mason says, poking his cock against her jaw. He smirks. “We can share you.”
“Mmm… I haven’t tasted you, yet, Mason.” Mona licks her lips and smiles, opening her mouth for Mason’s girth.
“Come here,” I growl, flipping her onto all fours so she can suck Mason while I fuck her from behind.
“Ahhh!” the woman screams when I slam into her.
“Balls deep, baby,” I grunt, sliding out of her young tight pussy before slamming back into her slit. She’s soaking wet and her juices are running down my balls.
“Grunting loudly, I tangle my hand in Mona’s hair and yank her head back until she squeals in pain. With my free hand, I reach between her legs and start rubbing her clit in time to my strokes. Soon, Mona is pushing her ass against me, greedy for as much pleasure as I can give her.
“Suck it, Mona,” I hear Mason say. Looking over her shoulder, I watch her take his cock in her mouth, sliding her tongue down his shaft as his hips begin to rock forward. It’s so sexy and my cock grows inside her cunt as I rock in and out, humping her fast and hard, like a wild animal.
It’s all so hot and animalistic. We’re all on the brink of orgasm, but I don’t want to release yet. The climb is almost as enticing and alluring as the ending.
“Oh yeah! That’s right, baby. Suck me good,” Mason groans, his hand falling onto Mona’s head.
“Shit,” I grunt through my teeth. My need to orgasm is swift and dangerously urgent as my body climbs to new levels of pleasure. It’s all happening too fast for me to comprehend.
I make eye contact with Mason. He’s grinning as he shoves his cock past Mona’s lips, over and over. When he sees me, he raises his eyebrow.
“Fuck me,” I growl, surprising myself. I can’t believe I just asked another man to fuck me, but in the moment, it’s the hottest thing possible. Mason is smiling, watching me with incredible lust in his eyes. He knows I want him and it’s turning him on.
“Say it again,” he orders, his dick still sliding into Mona’s mouth as I fuck her from behind.
“Fuck me!” I growl with lust like a mad man before sinking my teeth into Mona’s neck, forcing her to drop his cock.
“This is what you want?” Mason pulls his cock free, then slaps my ass as he moves behind me.
Now I’m fucking Mona with short hard strokes, preparing for the inevitable. Mason spits while holding my ass cheeks apart, allowing his saliva to coat my opening before jamming his fat cock into me.
“Fuck!” I groan.
Being penetrated is such a vulnerable state, but fucking while being also being fucked is a mix of pain, pleasure, domination, and submission. There’s so much happening at once that I can hardly control myself.
Mona is moaning and shoving her ass back against me as she prepares for another orgasm. Mason is pounding me from behind, gripping my hips as he digs into me. My arms are wrapped around Mona with my hands gripping her large breasts, rubbing and pinching her nipples.
“Fuck her until you come, Gray!” Mason commands behind me.
“Yeah!” I groan in response, unable to form a complete thought.
“I’m coming with you,” he pants in my ear, letting me know he’s ready when I am. Mason never comes without me climaxing at the same time. Every time we’ve been together w
e’ve exploded in unison. I just have to get in sync with Mona.
“Tell me when you’re going to come, baby,” I say as softly as I can manage while taking ten inches of cock up my ass.
“Yes! Now! Gray!”
I couldn’t ask for better timing. I’ve been ready to explode since I first saw Mason tonight. Then, after running to Mona, I wanted to fuck him hard and fast to get this semen out. Waiting on her only delayed my gratification, but now the moment was finally here.
“Mason! I’m gonna come,” I grunt as beads of sweat drip down my face. “I’m gonna come so hard!”
Rocking together, we barrel down the tracks like a train. Mason slams into me, then I rock into Mona. She takes my cock, then throws her ass back and I shove against Mason before taking and sending another pounding.
The pattern goes on for a torturous, delicious cycle before Mona finally breaks, melting as she comes. I literally have to hold her body in my arms as she slumps over.
“No, I want your ass too,” I growl, wanting Mona to feel the same vulnerable sensation that I’m experiencing with Mason.
Reaching down, I cup her pussy, filling my hand with her juices before sliding my hand up her ass crack and coating her asshole. I press my thumb against her rosebud, inching it inside. Mona tenses for a moment and I worry that it’s too much for her. But soon, she relaxes and my thumb slides deep inside.
“Good girl,” I growl. “Very good.”
Using her own climax as lubrication, I press my cock into her ass slow and steady as she moans into the pillow. Her sounds sending pleasurable shocks through my body. I didn’t know someone could sound so sexy taking pain.
As I gain rhythm, her body relaxes and soon she begins to moan and undulate beneath me. I know that it’s become pleasurable for her, and I want nothing more than to come again in her tight asshole.
“Gray! Fuck!” Mason calls over my shoulder. He’s as turned on by her moans as me, and I know we both need to come.
“Her ass is so tight,” I say to him, knowing it’ll push him further.
Every hole on Mona’s body is mine, I’ve claimed them for myself, only choosing to share them with Mason. No one else will ever feel her. She’ll be mine, all mine, for the rest of her life.
This is the most intense sexual experience of my life. And when I explode, I’m unable to control or dictate anything. The sound I emit is a mix of a moan and a cry, my body humping Mona like my life depends on it.
“Yes! Right there!” I hear from Mason, but the sound fades into darkness as release pours out of me, taking every drop of energy.
Mona is completely limp in my arms, and I soon follow suit. Mason pumps me three more times before stiffening and jerking inside of me. Collapsing onto my back, his arms reach around the both of us, and we all hold each other as our breathing syncs, realizing there may be something about this worth saving.
I can’t ever see giving up Mona or Mason. It’s out of the question, a complete no-go. So what next? How do we continue this dirty therapy when everything about it is wrong?
Chapter 10
Mason
“Dr. Channing, I’ve placed the file for your new client on your desk for your review.” My secretary smiles at me. “Is there anything else you need?”
“No. That’s all, thanks,” comes my grunt. As soon as the woman leaves, I flop against the back of my chair and sigh with relief.
Focusing today has been impossible. I can’t keep my thoughts away from Gray and Mona.
Because last night was nothing short of amazing and I can’t wait to have that again. I want both of them at the same time, it’s the only sex worth having. The position doesn’t matter to me, as long as they’re both moaning and groaning while I plunge into a hot, tight hole.
Oh, man. I’m really losing it.
Male or female doesn’t matter anymore.
Front or back, up top or down below.
None of it matters.
I just need my two lovers.
Shit!
I should be reading this file, but work is impossible right now. Cancelling my day seemed likely, because it’s not like I’m going to be a very helpful psychiatrist with the image of Mona’s tits in my head and the feel of Gray’s asshole clenched tightly around my manhood.
Because I’ve wanted the handsome CEO since college. He was too alpha to go for something like this back then, and I knew it. But now, as an adult, I’m glad I found the courage. Fucking his ass was heavenly.
I can hardly believe that I’m in a relationship with Grayson Thorn, the business mogul, a supreme alpha who takes everything he wants without question and looks like a sex god. This is incredible. And Mona is undoubtedly the icing on the cake, balancing us with her sensual innocence. Together, the three of us have something special that no one else has ever experienced.
Scrolling through my schedule, I try to find their next appointment. To my chagrin, it’s days away. I’m going to need to see them both before that, or else I’ll explode.
God! Work is impossible right now. This isn’t anything like my normal routine, where I’m all about business. Usually, fun is just on the side. It’s not some all-consuming, intense experience.
But now, it’s the other way around. I can barely find time to squeeze in my responsibilities, choosing instead to spend my day lingering over memories of Mona and Gray.
This relationship is perfect. The depth of my feelings for them surprises me – I’ve never experienced anything like this in the past. They both make me feel like I’m on top of the world, like I’m the luckiest man in the universe.
Sure, it’s not your traditional thing but it’s the best relationship I’ve ever been a part of and I’m going to make this work no matter what it takes. Gray is the stability and strength I need. I’ve searched for a man to fill his shoes since I met him and now that the real thing’s here, it’s too good to let go.
Plus, Mona deserves to have two men worshiping her the way we do. She’s a goddess with the plumpest ass I’ve ever felt. Nothing feels better then slamming my cock deep inside, only to feel her soft ass pressing against my pelvis with every thrust.
A soft knock at my door jolts me from my erotic thoughts. I have to press down on my pants to ease my erection, but it doesn’t help much. Rolling forward, I hide my lower half beneath my desk as a tall blonde walks into my office. She’s wearing a bright red dress, with matching lipstick and stiletto heels.
The woman is gorgeous, but in a way that’s stale. Maybe it’s the obvious cosmetic surgery, her forehead frozen and cheeks unnaturally plump. Maybe it’s the fish pout that looks rubbery and cold.
Whatever it is, it’s bad.
But hey, a paying patient is a paying patient, so I nod courteously.
“Welcome,” is my professional greeting, one hand stretched out. “I’m Dr. Channing. And you are?”
She takes a seat, folding her legs gracefully.
“Kathy,” she says in a melodic, high-pitched voice. “You were recommended as the very best, Dr. Channing.”
My head nods, reaching across my desk to retrieve a loose file, peeking over the details as the blonde takes a seat. Despite the obvious effects of time and plastic surgery, she’s not unattractive, and I notice the curve in her back as she bends to place her purse on the ground.
Scrolling through the papers, I find a few things that catch my eye, but nothing strong enough to cause concern. Of course, it would help if I was in my right state of mind, instead of daydreaming about two of my patients.
The blonde speaks again.
“I just want to thank you, Dr. Channing. I know how busy your schedule is, and I really appreciate you making time for me.”
Her voice shatters my thoughts, drawing my attention like a magnet. There’s something about this woman that attracts me, but not in a shallow sexual way. There’s something deeper. Her blue eyes are piercing but she constantly looks away and refuses to hold my gaze. It’s like she’s trying to imitate a teenager’s
gawky innocence while still looking like a sexpot.
Is she trying to flirt with me?
It wouldn’t be the first time.
“Of course. I’m glad to help. So, tell me about yourself.” Crossing my legs, I grab my notepad and pen, ready to jot down any details.
I’ve found that patients tend to know why they’re meeting with me, and within the first few minutes of our initial interview, many issues are laid bare. Relationships. Family. Divorce. The usual items, with a load of agony and suffering to go with it.
Because people are simpler than they like to believe. Nothing is ever as serious as it seems, and the solutions to their problems usually stare them right in the face. I’m just here to point out the obvious, and from the looks of this one, I’ll be ordering some self-love sessions with a life coach to help this woman accept she’s no longer a teenager.
“My name is Katherine,” she begins again, “and I’m a few years beyond my twenty-first birthday,” the woman says with a wink, continuing her flirtatious behavior.
I can’t lie, Kathy is a beautiful woman, and maybe in other circumstances, I might take her up on her obvious offer of sex. I can sense that she desperately wants me, but unfortunately, my heart – and my cock – are spoken for.
While it may seem like I don’t give a fuck about my career, that’s not the true at all. I’ve never slept with a patient before Gray, but nothing is off limits with him, and it never has been. A small chuckle escapes me thinking of how absurd it would’ve been to reject him for some ethical bullshit.
“I know it sounds funny, but I’m serious,” Katherine continues, smiling as if she just told a good joke.
“Tell me more,” I invite. “Please go on.”
Katherine pauses for a moment, deep in thought.
“I know people think the social scene is pretentious, but to some people it means a lot, and I’m one of those people,” she huffs, poking her unnaturally plump bottom lip out.
“So, you want to kick start your social life?”
“I want to see and be seen. Dr. Channing, I’m a socialite, and as superficial as that is, I enjoy it. My identity is tied to my popularity, and I want it back.”
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